Tuesday, June 18, 2013

What's new..in real life, and on TV


Wow. What a crazy few days. I don't even know what day of the week it is. Not that I usually do, but it's gotten worse. Life has been one big whirlwind. Mostly good things though..

The biggest thing is that Dad is home!!! He is doing great, and his therapists and Doctor were so impressed with his progress, that he got to come home 3-4 days earlier than expected. This all happened yesterday (Monday), which means we made it a memorable Father's Day, at the rehab hospital (which has been a wonderful place. I say that in the present-tense, because he will still be going in for therapy.) We took him in more treats, and I one-upped myself with the customized spa, and gave my favorite father, a father's day haircut. It was outside, and we were definitely a hit with the other visitors. 

Bryn was also in town to visit her Poppy, who according to her, had a boo-boo on his head, and settle upon some flower girl things. Her Mom (known to me as Dana, also my Matron of Honor) and I got a ton of shower stuff in, and it was nice to visit with everyone- Bro-B included. :-) 

Now that my Dad is home, we need to make sure that he keeps getting stronger, and get back into our routines. Throw a stomach bug in this weekend, and I was ready for everything to get back to normal. We're getting there. 

With everything being a little extra busy lately, my one constant relaxing thing is TV. This is no surprise, and I wear the title of TV-addict proudly. With that in mind, I'd like to do a little check in with the Bravo girls, with a little E! thrown in:



Might as well start with the OC bitches. (I'm tired, so the cynicism comes naturally; but I do kind of call them that with love):

Alright, first of all, please no male strippers at my bachelorette party. I'm not going to recap what has been happening, because if you're still reading this, chances are that you watch the show. Ok, so back to Tamra's bach party. The stripper thing was like a bad orgy (is there a good kind?) It had gone from cute girl-bonding giggly time, to date-rape creepy in like 2 seconds. The same thing happened to me at a gay club a few months ago (as in a guy just started dancing on me. literally, on me), and it was pretty unwelcome. I'm sort of skipping ahead, because of course the whole ditch-the-other-girls-to-go-dancing had already happened. It was lame, and it was rude, but those things happen. What fascinated me the most was how everyone handled the situation. Heather being one of the ditched, I thought handled it pretty well. I am kind of loving her lately, but I will get to that shortly. She got her point across without yelling/crying, and then dropped it- for the most part. Gretchen, on the other hand (the other girl left behind)... Ugh. She makes me. so. mad. I pretty much don't like anything about her. Bitch was even wearing the pajamas that I have been wanting for months, but can't justify buying, when she crept out of the shadows to confront everyone, after they'd returned from Andele's. I can't stand a needy girl, and she is it. 

As for my take on the girls lately- 
Tamra- She's kind of growing back on me. I'm glad she's been nicer. That's kind of it. Oh, and I can't wait to see the wedding (on her own show, most likely) 

Vicky- Um, the eyelashes coming off during her commentary. Can't. She's still a mess, but I like her more than Gretchen, a lot more..so that's something. While Briana's story is "touching" it's totally boring! I watch these shows to see rich people. Not this sentimental shit.

Alexis- Zzzzzzzz

Heather- Like I said, kind of loving her. I just wish she wasn't so fancy all of the time- mostly in the way that she speaks. Also, I'm not a pearl and cardigan kind of gal, but she wears it well.

Lydia- Starting to kind of like Lydia. Her quirks are still annoying, but I'm sure I annoy people with the way that I talk and my mannerisms. In fact, I know that I have to. But she owned Slade at the salsa party, and that was brilliant.

Lauri- Ugh. Not welcome back with her stupid and mean gossip, and bad plastic surgery. 

I'll just touch a little on the New Jersey girls (because this bad boy is getting looooong, and I have onion rings to eat soon): 
I am still bored and confused, but I love Melissa. I think she is smokin' hot, and I wish my skin tanned even half of what her's looks like. That's creepy, but I think it every time that I look at her. Gia's 12th or 11th or 47th (whatever) birthday, was held at what appeared to be a nightclub/laser tag center, and it was absurd. And what was the cake supposed to be?? Anyone else see it? Looked a lil' inappropriate, if you know what I'm saying. This all comes together..kind of..I prom-promise. It was at this party, that Melissa was confronted about timing of visiting her sick FIL, and the gym, and other things that no one else would really care about, or at least mention. I could see both sides, but just like the RHOC/leaving the girls behind incident, it's all in how you handle it. Teresa may have had a point (maybe not) but she blew it, in her delivery. Btw, you know when you see Kim "D" (as she is referred to when she appears on screen) pop up, "trouble" is "just" around the "corner." 

One more thing on RHONJ...for some reason, it grosses me out to see it being filmed in the winter. New Jersey in the winter. I mean, why don't they just shoot around Altoona in January. It is not a pretty site, and it makes me claustrophobic when I watch it. That might also be the little guestroom that I am usually sent to, to watch my shows.

I'm going to close out this meaningless TV rambling with an open note (a note because it is much smaller than your average letter) to E! So really it's to Ryan Seacrest: 

Dear E! Entertainment Television/Ryan Seacrest, 
As a lover of all things dumb, yet glam, I am a huge lover of Keeping Up With The Kardashians. It is so mindless, but so entertaining. I watch it to see the houses, the clothes...you get the idea. Which is why, when there is a storyline involving Bruce Jenner, I am sadly forced to change the channel. No one wants to see a middle-aged man buying guns, flying toy helicopters, or being told by his wife that he isn't allowed to eat in his own bedroom. He may be an Olympic Athlete, but he makes me sleepy. 

Also, I don't know who your demographic is, but I for one, don't care to watch shows about boy banders. It might be my age, but boy bands aren't what they used to be; therefore why do I need to watch them touring (like The Wanted) or masquerading as a newlywed to his adorable beard bride (The Jonas guy..)

Readers, please tell me I am not alone, and more importantly, not crazy for just spending an hour writing this nonsense..



Ok, off to address invitations (ya know, something useful.) Our invitations are GORGEOUS by the way! Just what we wanted :-) And don't worry, I am sure that I will find something good to watch while I get to work.


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Perspective, Priorities, & Prayers

For those of you that don't know, my father (who is the greatest!), had a stroke last week. He will be fine, and is already making a fast, and impressive recovery. 

So needless to say, blogging has not been a huge priority. Neither has wedding shiz, and that part of it has been nice. As nice as any of this can be. I was positively beside myself over place cards before last friday morning. Seriously, why? Place. Cards. Who. Cares. 

I do this blog, mostly because I want to print it out, and show my children someday. So, I'm going to share a few notes. This hasn't been something I'd want to forget, not that I could anyway. Good or bad, it's significant. 

This is being written from my phone, so I'm breaking it down the easy way. Ya know- bullet points instead of clear, concise paragraphs. My way. 

*On Friday morning, like 6am early, my fiancĂ© woke me up, and basically in a tizzy (a ClusterF, if you will) told me to get dressed because I was riding into the hospital with him, to meet my mom and dad- who was there for a variety of reasons that we weren't sure of the specifics yet. It was horrible. It was the longest 20 minutes of my life. I'm not even sure how I remembered to put a bra on. Or if I did remember at all. 

*Walking into meet him, to the freaking ICU, was surprisingly a relief. He was joking around and his color looked good. My Dad continued to joke all weekend, and be as ornery as ever.

If there was ever any doubt that he and I are alike, it was confirmed this weekend. We have shared lots of weird jokes and talk of recipes, culture, and things that most people would find either boring or odd. I also couldn't get over how much our feet look alike. Maybe that's one of those things that you notice when you are delirious and have been sitting in the same chair for 4 hours.  

*My Dad and I have spent a lot of invaluable time together. We've all made sure he's been comfortable and as entertained as can be. I washed his hair, and cleaned up his achy feet for him today. It was fun. We made our own little spa out of room 1157 at the Altoona Hospital. I've also made sure that he's gotten magazines, and his favorite treats, which he always shares with yours truly. 

*We are now at the rehab hospital. As in, just got here, as I'm typing away while everyone else deals with formalities. This place is pretty sweet! It's no Ritz, but it will do. I was lucky enough to ride over in the med-van. Thank goodness I did, because I would have gone to a now closed hospital in Altoona, that I thought was totally the new rehabilitation unit. Clueless. 


So, now we just wait and pray, and spend lots of time with everyone's favorite guy. We're also basking in the fact that we are out of that hospital room.  Snooze/gross/germs. 

It seems like we are out of the woods, and can breath a little easier. Amazing how the little things become so unimportant. Unfortunately, it usually takes something big and scary to remind us. 

Hug your loved ones extra hard after you read this! 

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Catching Up


Ok, I have been totally MIA. Psh, sorrynotsorry. I've been busy, and feeling like a mind explosion has been just around the corner. I'm kind of over it now. Chalk it up to hormones, wedding planning, and getting back into a routine (work, workout, at home, and otherwise.) Plus, because I am trying to be a more positive bride-to-be, I will say that we have been busy doing a ton of fun stuff. So much so, that I haven't felt like writing about life, just livin' it man. Enjoy this random rambling. These are the posts that come the easiest. Pretty sure my brain is always going a mile a minute, not about anything super serious, so here's a glimpse into it (it's filled with glitter, visions of wedding anything and everything, and upbeat jams)



*Obvi, as I write this, I am watching the new season of the Real Housewives of New Jersey. I still don't know what everyone is fighting about, and I even watched the marathon leading up to it. I felt that I owed it to myself to watch it all over again (again as in, like, the 17th time/episode).  In fact, we are 27 minutes in, and I'm a little bored so far; but I will not give up on my girls. Looking forward to the Kardashians being back tonight. Speaking of the Kardashians, say what you want about them, and I probably will agree with you, but they are fascinating, and I love them. That also means that I will be missing Game of Thrones, which Anthony watches. I try, and well, I get confused. I will however, keep referring to him and anyone else as "Your Grace" in my best British accent, because it's fun.

*Speaking of the Kardashians, I don't care how it happens, but I want my wedding make-up to look like a Karsashian face. Give me smokey eyes, contouring, and your best tranny-glam.

*..Speaking of the wedding (see how I did that?) I think I have the hair figured out. The key is not to tell anyone. That's where I get into my head, and start to doubt myself. I am back to my original favorite look (I don't even think it's anything that I've written about) and it feels like such a no-brainer, going back to square one. We'll see how the trial goes, but I am feeling good about it.

And yes Mom, I will end up telling you.

*As I write this, and watch my Housewives, I am wearing a beach coverup, my glasses, and...wait for it...my wedding shoes (hey, they need to be stretched out) and my wedding bands that we got yesterday. They look beyond gorgeous with my oh-so-special engagement ring, and I don't want to take them off.  So, in other words, I look awesome and really pulled together on this Sunday night.

*I know so many people that have recently gotten engaged, and some that have even started planning! It is SO fun to share the excitement. I have much more of an appreciation now for the planning process, and how much work it can be; but also how fun and bonding it can be for the couple. Plus, I love seeing everyone's ideas, and how personal you can make your special day. You should all know, that if we are facebook friends and you've gotten married, I've looked at your wedding pictures at least twice. It's not even a matter of getting ideas, because we (I) pretty much know what we want; but just seeing how it all came together, and what made it your day. It's a love fest.

*I have started thinking about our little details- you know the place cards, favor stuff, guestbook, how to do the seating chart. This is not my favorite kind of job. Boooorrrrring. So I figure I'll try to get a head start. I think my best bet is going to be the Antique Depot in Duncansville. Looking for: a huge mirror (found a bunch, but it's just a matter of comparing prices), dark and plain wine bottles, that will fit in this awesome wall plaque that we got at our shower (guestbook idea); and I also need to go into our local printing place, and see what kind of signage they can make for us for certain things. Totally fascinating right? Really, it's written here so that I don't forget.

*Until I actually get my shower post up (it might just be easier to wait at this point, and do a post for both showers #firstworldproblems #imgettingtwoshowers) I wanted to at least share a detail. What stands out, besides how beautiful everything was, is the food. The girls served comfort food: my favorite. Along with amazing desserts, we had grilled cheese and tomato soup, and ham & cheese sliders. I was in heaven! 

*I started a post about our quick Cedar Point trip, which was awesome, but really I could fit my favorite details into this bullet. One, to spend that time one-on-one with Anthony was priceless. We laughed the whole time, and had a blast. My phone died halfway through the day, and it was the best thing that could have happened. Accessiblity is highly overrated. Especially when all you want is time alone with your honey.

The best part about the day though, is that the experience brought out my fiance's childlike side. Anthony has an amazing and admirable ability to make any situation fun and silly. It is hands down, my favorite thing about him. I wouldn't say intern year of residency has completely sucked that out of him, but it's been close.

Anthony got me to ride a roller coaster. This is HUGE. I won't say which one, because it is laughable. But I survived. Through the screaming and holding back tears, I faced a fear, and actually had a really good time in doing so. Now, you may be thinking "why is this girl going to Disney World on her honeymoon, if she's terrified of rides?" You might not be thinking that, but if you are, read on: It's dips that I can't handle. Heights don't bother me at all, but that drop freaks me out. A ride can spin and go from side-to-side, and I will love it. Now, at Disney World, let's just say there are 100 rides there, but only about 5 that I won't ride. Still totally worth it. Plus, Disney World is my favorite place. Plain and simple.

*And just for good measure, some recent pictures:



Bowling with friends last night

Before we walked into Cedar Point

Poor dude riding rides alone. At least I was there to take his picture..?


I thought I had more photos on my phone, but I have to delete them pretty fast, to make room for all of my various wedding ideas. Check out my instagram: Luci1220 if you want to stalk a little more. There's no shame, we all do it. 


Happy reading, friends! XO